Gongzi refuses to help me, presumably because he wants me to face the outside world alone, it can be described as well-intentioned, think about it, even if I am the bird that is difficult to fight in the sky for sixteen years, but after the cultivation of Gongzi, I should also have the ability to maneuver around the eagle flock without falling! Am I now blaming the Childe for letting go? Oh no, even if the Childe doesn't let go, I will take the initiative to ask Ying to break through this troubled world! Otherwise, I can only survive under the protection of the Childe for the rest of my life? Without the Child, it will be difficult to move an inch?

No, you're me.

The situation I am facing now is the first test that Gongzi gave me, if this can't be completed, it can only prove that birds and birds will eventually become birds, and it is impossible to deal with the eagle, so that Gongzi Ye is cold, and he also makes himself die. So, in two days, see how I get out of this ginger city's cage!

Two days passed quickly, and Xiaobai, who was still in the cold, could not recover in just two days, but the body that should have been lying on the bed was sitting in front of the dressing table, and the sick appearance really made people feel haggard, Xiaobai in the mirror was already thin, and his cheeks were slightly sunken because of the wind and cold, but his eyes were covered by a pair of ink-colored eye circles, and the maid next to him was carefully treating this sick little face with the powder in his hand, so that it was not so obvious, and a woman behind him was slowly combing Xiaobai's hair bun and wearing a golden crown symbolizing the identity of the prince。

Xiaobai doesn't like this kind of dress very much, it's cumbersome and a waste of time, but he can't help but accept it, because this is like a smoke pavilion surrounded by dark guards, I don't know how many dark places, but there are more than a dozen people on the bright side that can be seen, and the most important thing is that this group of coffin-faced dead people who can't even laugh are standing far behind them, all eyes are locked on themselves, although they don't dare to look at themselves directly with that humble gaze, but this feeling of being stared at is really uncomfortable.

After an hour of dressing up, it was finally over, standing up with the support of the maid, looking at himself in the mirror, it was obvious that he did not have the usual bookish atmosphere and Confucian appearance, but like a powerful person, even the eyes that were used to squinting slightly were outlined upward with eyeliner, it seemed that the eyes were so arrogant, but the fly in the ointment was that the most suitable character of such a costume should be the ancestor of the world, not the bookish gas piled up in the sea of books, just like the Confucian Xiaobai.

Flat arms, served by the maid to wear the pale golden dragon robe on behalf of the prince, the dragon tattoo on it is different from the dragon of His Majesty today, Xiaobai's body is tattooed as a dragon, hovering and flying on the clothes, it is a dragon that has not ascended to heaven, which is completely in line with the identity of the prince. After putting on the dragon robe neatly and neatly, the maid pulled it left and right to make sure that it was completely decent, and then turned to bow and retreat to the leader of the dark guard.

The half-hundred-year-old leader of the secret guard is the one who captured Xiaobai two months ago, and he claims to be an old minister but has never regarded Xiaobai as the heir to the throne today, and said with a smiling face and a tone that can't hear any feelings: "Prince, the hour is still early, and sit and wait for a while; after the coming-of-age ceremony, you will officially become the crown prince, this throne is the dream of countless people, you should show some excited smiles when you have already stepped on the throne, otherwise it will make Your Majesty feel very strange, presumably the prince does not want Your Majesty to dislike it, then do what the old minister said." ”

This tone is very cold, there is no emotion to speak of, and even the self-knowledge of being a courtier is not much left, and even the honorific address to the prince is replaced by "you", instead of the respectful "you". But this person's status is very special, so special that even Xiaobai doesn't dare to point fingers without permission.

This person's name is Wu Meng, he is the head of the secret guard, and he is very good at kung fu, and someone has seen this old man who is more than half a hundred years old have broken a waist-thick dead poplar tree with his fleshy palms. Although this news was denied by Wu Meng himself after it came out, there was no wind and no waves, and the truth of this matter was half true and half false. Wu Meng, who is in a high position, has never shown a trace of his fists and feet, but it is really unreasonable to be able to sit firmly in this position without any strength. Moreover, this person has a very special relationship with his father, and he once inadvertently saw that this Wu Meng actually sat at the same table with his father and drank together, the relationship was extraordinary, and no one except his father had the right to instruct him to do anything, and the rhetoric on the surface was only loyal to His Majesty's secret power, but Xiaobai did not seem to be like this, the current prime minister had something to ask Wu Meng, but he didn't expect this person to give him face at all, and he looked at each other coldly, and directly let the prime minister swallow back the words that he didn't finish, but he thought that his status was transcendent.

Therefore, Xiaobai couldn't disobey Wu Meng's opinion at all, so he naturally put on the pure white mask and lightly traced a few strokes with an ink pen, so that Ben Tanran's face had a more arrogant smile. Seeing his smile, he turned around and walked back to his seat, sat down quietly, and waited for the time to pass and the coming-of-age ceremony began.

Sitting upright on the chair a little slower, the already weak body was already exhausted after being dressed for an hour, the golden crown in his hair was so dazzling but extremely heavy, and the pure gold decoration hung on his head like this, very heavy and tired. Turn your head slightly to let your tired neck rest for a while, and the proud eyes slowly close, recuperate your spirit, and prepare for the next coming-of-age ceremony and the final escape!

Sort out the escape route and means in your mind over and over again, assuming that all the predictions are counted, you must be perfect once, there is no second chance for such a plan!" The guard's voice reminds Xiaobai that it's time to start! There is only one chance, and success or failure is here!

Without waiting for Wu Meng to speak, Xiao Bai stood up slowly, tidied up his clothes a little and walked to the pavilion door step by step, and at the moment of stepping out, Lord Wu Mengwu behind him also stepped out at the same time, two feet wide away from Xiao Bai, and followed closely.

The venue of the coming-of-age ceremony is not in this palace, but the largest palace in the imperial city: Banzai Palace! This palace is not a place for the early dynasty, nor is it a place for the meeting of the state of Libang, but a special palace set up for various ceremonies, sitting on the carriage that goes straight to the Banzai Palace, the bumps are not counted, but the shaking brought by the horse's stride makes Xiaobai uncomfortable, and he doesn't like the feeling of riding a carriage since he was a child, so he tries to give up the choice of taking a carriage, but now he can't help but feel uncomfortable, because the horseman is Wu Meng, and he must insist on discomfort.

After more than ten minutes of travel, the carriage stopped, and Xiao Bai, who got off the car with the help of the guards, looked up, and the three-character dragon flying phoenix dance of "Long Live Palace" was arranged on the huge plaque.

The word long live is not a congratulatory word, but a long time in the sky, and the end of the year is the end of the wings. The young eagle began to soar in the sky, showing its majestic posture, and the accumulation of time created the foundation for him to fight in the sky, but do not forget to guard against arrogance and rashness, and hide some clumsy edges when necessary is a knowing move. The flaw in that writing is that it represents stability rather than pause.

This long live palace Xiaobai is the first time to come, first marvel at the warnings and warnings of the predecessors, and then admire the magnificence of the palace gate in front of him!

The palace door is wide open, two red gold doors are open to the outside world, the carving of the dragon is vivid, step on the steps in front of the palace gate, there are colorful cloud patterns on each step of more than ten meters long, quite have the implication of stepping into the sky. The gate of the palace is wide to the limit, and forty or fifty people walking side by side will not feel crowded, such a gate can be described as magnificent! Just as he was sighing at the magnificence of this Long Live Palace, Lord Wu Mengwu behind him opened his mouth and reminded: "Prince, come with me, Your Majesty has been waiting for a long time." After speaking, he walked straight into the palace, and after walking ten steps away, he looked back and said calmly: "Prince, keep up." ”

Xiaobai had no choice, so he had to follow him quickly and walk into this long live palace.